Thanks to Willamette Week for featuring my new record (and our Portland record release show) in this week’s issue. Hometown love!

From Willamette Week: (9/28/2016)

Veteran Portland Songwriter Logan Lynn Releases His Most Uncomfortable Album Yet
by Dom Sinacola

“Logan Lynn knows Old Portland.

Lynn came to Portland in 1996, fleeing a fundamentalist Christian upbringing. (“I grew up in a cult, frankly,” he says.) With a bedroom demo of wounded electro-pop disguising soul-baring subject matter behind disco glitz, he befriended many of the mid-’90s stalwarts of Portland music scene, like Elliott Smith and the Dandy Warhols, eventually signing to the latter’s Beat the World Records, a Caroline/EMI subsidiary.

But that doesn’t mean he misses it.

“I’m not pro-gentrification. I’d love us to have a better plan for the people being left behind or displaced,” he says.

But.

“There was a part of that scene that was mostly about getting high and not having jobs. I don’t know if I feel super-protective of that part of it. You can’t wish for something that’s not based in reality to last forever.”

Lynn has had his own issues. He overdosed in 2008, and though he’s been clean since, he says the pressures of being signed to a major label made it more difficult to navigate sobriety. That same year, midtour, he “freaked out” and quit. “I walked away and sent a press release to everyone about my career suicide, in the middle of the night,” he says. “I went and worked at a community center the next day. I needed to reclaim my humanity on some level.” Read the rest of this entry »

ADIEU.

There have been several times in my life where I have wanted to not be here anymore. There have also been times when my former addiction or mental health struggles have made their way into the public sphere, which anyone who knows how to use the internet either already knows about or can find for themselves, so I won’t bore you with those details.

I have been open about my own mental and behavioral health for as long as I can remember, both in my music and in the media…mainly because there would have been no possible way for me to hide it; and making songs has always been my therapy – often the only way I am able to get the poison out.

I tried to leave this world the first time when I was 14 years old by throwing open the door of my father’s car while he was driving on the freeway and then trying to jump out of the moving vehicle at full speed. My dad held on to me and my clothing with one hand and everything he had, and somehow managed to both keep me in the car and get us to safety.

I wanted it to be over.
I wanted to leave the world.
And I still sometimes do.

The Church of Christ “therapist” I was sent to because I was depressed and locked in my room had outed me to my parents just moments before. Read the rest of this entry »